skin tight [y.m]

09

"are you serious? i'd kill for a body like yours, park jimin!" yoongi exclaimed.

tears started to roll down jimin's cheeks. "b-but my th-thighs.." he whimpered softly. yoongi placed a hand on jimin's thigh, "they're beautiful. you're beautiful."

he looked up at yoongi with a soft nod. "who made you think that? was it jungkook? because if it was-"

"he just said i'd look better if i lost some weight. i'm just going to the gym, that's all. look, it's fine. i shouldn't have said anything. just drive, yoongi. please."

yoongi sighed and placed both hands on the steering wheel. "don't hurt yourself, okay? you're gorgeous. it's that fuckwit that needs to lose weight. he needs to get a fucking grip on reality," he snapped and started the car.

jimin sat in silence as yoongi began to drive. the older boy was humming a tune.

"what are you humming?" jimin asked quietly. "just a song i wrote."

"you write music?"

"yeah," he smiled and pulled into a car park for a restaurant jimin had never heard of.

they both got out of the car and walked to the door. "jimin?"
"yeah?"
"do you feel bad.. about jungkook? should we not be doing this?"

"i think we should be."

yoongi slowly took his and and grasped it, "okay."

"by the way, jimin, i think you're perfect."

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